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The Final Lesson
The men standing in the moonlight on that narrow porch represented the best of Bucyrus–the mayor, Colonel Hank. . .
Chicago, 1989. A strike that has been going on for some time has finally collapsed. The union is facing ruination and the company. . .
I still think about him. You know, my ex-boyfriend, four-star General Norman Paul Schwarzkopf.
The left’s most persistent—and giddiest—Melania fantasy: that she’s secretly one of us, can’t stand Trump either, and will go rogue one glorious day.
The coming July 1 election has brought out fake TV ads, robocalls, and a leading populist candidate.
How the civility police attempt to make us partners in Trump's politics of chaos and domination.